High Fantasy Stories

Kumiho Na-Ri: Demon War II – The Dragon Awakens continues the story of the first volume. The war is still in the beginning. This second volume is darker, more epic in scale, and shifts the focus toward escalating conflict, politics, and supernatural power. There is less sex than in Book I, but the tension remains—sharper, more dangerous, and with consequences that reach far beyond any private desire. This is a direct continuation. Reading Book I first is strongly recommended.

Arriving at Meve's court with Villem in tow, Count Caldwell seeks mercy at Meve's feet. In return she finds satisfaction from him, in more ways than one.

The eponymous owner of Rin's Travel Agency has a special treat for the more lovely travelers that stop by his establishments. Seeing Lulu, he springs his trap.

A story in the Lesbian Romances Universe
Whispers in the Mist is a gripping tale set in foggy Silverridge, where Amy Harper, a 32-year-old bookstore owner scarred by past traumas, navigates a passionate love triangle with Suzanne, a 35-year-old enigma from the liminal Veil, and Alice, a vibrant African American painter rooted in hoodoo heritage. As they battle Veil hunters and unravel thin-place mysteries, intense romance and cultural depth intertwine, culminating in a choice that binds love and supernatural stakes in an eternal flame.

naruto fanfic
Miku and Kai are adventurers exploring a dystopian world full of hidden mysteries to be uncovered. As they travel, they meet different villains, make new friends and have fun. What awaits them as they explore this mysterious world? Dive in to *the fall*as the first two chapters give a glimpse of a bigger universe! It's a pure creative story,,sorry for tagging it a Naruto fanfic. Savour every moment as you read!

A story in the Lesbian Romances Universe
In moonlit Aeltharion’s grove, archer Lirael Silverthorn seeks a starbloom’s wish, but meets enchantress Vaelindra Nightbreeze—gossamer-clad, jasmine-scented desire. Their kiss ignites; silk and leather shed. Lirael kneels, tongue lapping slick heat until Vaelindra shatters in ecstasy. Vaelindra reciprocates, fingers curling deep, lips sucking until mutual release pulses through them. The starbloom flares brighter, binding their surrender under eternal stars.

Silendiel, prim and proper noblewoman of Silvermoon City, has found herself forced to move into the recently night elven embassy. Cryptic warnings of danger on the horizon from the ambassador and priestess keep her there, with her beloved, towering, massively endowed sentinel, Neryn, where they begin to strain against life among the other kaldorei. Soon, however, the past rears its ugly head. Silendiel must come to terms with her love, and against the consequences of her own past misdeeds.

A young swordsman stumbles into a hidden temple. But what dwells within? The youth explores... but is set up by the lizardman guards and tied to the altar, where is is prepped for sacrifice to Sathas the Snake-God!

They are dead , or are they ? ;)